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I live pretending I’m immune to the world

and the awful things that happen in it.

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I don’t even say his name anymore.

I live pretending I’m immune to the world

and the awful things that happen in it.

Black

I don’t even say his name anymore.

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I live pretending I’m immune to the world
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About:

“He’s my whole world.”
“Don’t ever say that about anyone again. Not even me.”

I let myself love easily, which in turn makes me vulnerable to pain. But what other way is there to learn?

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